I was about to grab a couple of beers, look around and make friends. A pool pallor seemed sic, so I decided to go in and start a conversation with a local. I’d order another round, get a feel for the spot and observe the vibe. American and European women packed the place full. Being in Europe, the 1st thing I noticed was our North American arrogance. Especially the female socialites who believe they are influencers or philanthropists. When they see local women catering to the men, they instantly started preaching about womanism, self-love or man hate. I got the feeling that the local European women were either not feeling that or they were over it. Either way, there was a difference between the two group of women.
Where are your parents?”
“Do you have a pimp?” and “How did you start prostituting?”
Though well intended, in that pool hall, the Europeans viewed the Americans as loud and braggadocios. I heard an American telling what turned out to be a prostitute that she’s a victim. Disdained at the North American’s audacity the European whore laughed. She said, “no I’m not.” The American was trying to help the whore. But the apparent fact was from the European perspective those efforts were not accommodating. By the time I was leaving, a North American feminist had gone from where she was hanging out. Now she was with the many prostitutes who the pimps had scattered all over the place.
Sexual Liberation in Contrast with The Traditional Image of Woman
She didn’t know this was also her class, so she was asking surprised questions. The American had bottled water and hand sanitizer. Giving the impression that she is a more hygienic, or knowledgeable person. A European woman out with friends revealed that she’s a virgin who loves to go dancing. She stated she would only have sex after she gets married. The American told the Madonna that she is naive to settle for just one man. That she ought to date around and have casual sex with a selection of men. She could not imagine marrying a man she’s never slept with.
Next thing I know, the European women were snubbing the American. I was supposed to be leaving, but now I was enjoying the liveliness. By the time I was going the pool hall, the North American was now hanging out with the prostitutes. One crowd was the regular women, and the other was the whore. The American who started out advising the prostitutes did not realize that the none prostitutes had ostracized her. She didn’t know that they had shifted her class. So she continued to ask surprised questions. Well, the streetwalker section was the “liberated female” section.
Girlfriend Material or Prostitute
That’s where anyone could start a chat, hit on them or pull them to the corner for a quickie. They were the half-naked women who slang kuchy. All liquids find their level, I thought to myself. She came there with bottled water and hand sanitizer. She was on the classy side endorsing casual sex and claiming a stone cold liberation. Criticizing the trappings of a husband. That instantly classified her in the same category as the whores. Due to that the “good girls” did not want the public to see them associating with her. The American had ordered several glasses of wine.
What I liked about this experience was
the class of the virgin types. They didn’t preach, they were just living.”
While trying to influence the “good girls” how to become promiscuous. The “good girls” were drinking softer drinks the whole time. They laughed at every ridiculous comment she made. What I liked about this experience was the class of the great girl types. They didn’t preach, they were just living. I observed from a distance. You would pick a girl that didn’t drink much alcohol, smoke or take drugs over the one who did. I was willing to bet that they were not real good girls per say. They just had sex discretely and didn’t go out unless they were on a date or out with well-mannered friends. Either way, they had spoken gracefully while nursing their glass of rum and coke.
The Decline in Romantic Relationships
The Europeans had shown up hoping to meet cute guys. They wanted to meet real men, not a female who could drink like one. But they don’t flirt like that. They put on an image of elegance and blue ball the drunken Johns looking for casual sex. When the American got there, she passed several half-naked women outside. She saw them in the street corners, flagging down cars and soliciting sex to the men who walked by. Some stumbled off into fully lit street corners and had sex there.
The other girls dreaded any attention from a “John” while the American considered the prostitutes as victims. For a Sam to uphold a positive image, he had to demonstrate that he’s never been a John. My question was why are they even there for a John to mistake them for a prostitute? I realized that remarkably, everyone respected the prostitutes. Though they looked down on them at the same time. When I got home, I decided to do a little research. What’s the thin line between dating and prostitution in Europe? What I found was shocking, to say the least.
The liberated socialites were open season for horny men…”
There are droves of East European hotties, with the most beautiful bodies. They have flooded the Western Europe scene to prostitute in established Red Light Districts. I’ve never seen a brothel in my life. Virtually, How could a good girl survive in a place where there are brothels? Casual sex was only thirty Euros away from any guy. How do you stay faithful? If a woman runs around saving herself for marriage, her boyfriend can merely go to a brothel. And an accountant, a lawyer or civil servant could sleep with the same girl the drug dealer sleeps with.
It was open season for that society’s sexually liberated socialites. An open season for horny men who can afford to pay whores to have sex. With that influx of drop-dead gorgeous East European hotties, who would smash for less? I had another funny feeling that the sexual value of women was dramatically low. But I could not understand the identity predicament since some women distinguished themselves as decent women and others did not. As I watched various YouTube documentaries on prostitution in European cities, I kept thinking about human trafficking.
On the flip side, in poor countries, they consider North American and European white peasants as rich people. A low-income earner from America can go to a place like Bankok and stunt there. Some people don’t see anything wrong with selling drugs, or pimping prostitutes. In that society, anyone who has some money can bully their way when the US dollar is concerned. Most people are out for the taking. Without singling them out or being racist, white men from the States and Europe crowd those cities in Europe and Asia. And they capitalize on the sex trade with those bar girls, prostitutes, dancers and sex slaves sexually and financially.
The liberated American showed up hoping to meet a cute man
she could drink, flirt with and blue ball after he got drunk. But surprisingly...”
The conclusion is for people who have access to some of the best technologies and money, to fix what’s wrong in these women’s lives. To restore the sexual and reproductive of women to promote good families. That will prevent children from being forced into prostitution or human trafficking. In some of the documentaries I watched, they urged these men not to be willing customers who prey upon emotionally and financially destitute underage European, Thai or Pilipino women, and children.*